Monday night I still try to sleep
Inertia
Lights are cold from shop windows on the street
Inertia
And rime-frost glows like crystals blown from a mouth that weeps
My eyes are blue the night is too
We′re lost in space
It's a rocket life in an open sky
It′s a ride
We go down sometimes
Tell myself it is easy to let go and
Leave it somewhere you feel it slowly beating
Monday night angels rise from the sewer
Inertia
Corner girl dressed in white
Baby fly
Inertia
The morning light is wryly smile in my own black pile
My eyes are green like autumn leaves once was on the pretty trees
It's a rocket life in an open sky
No One
Saw me arrive
Tell myself it is easy to let go and
Leave it somewhere you feel it slowly beating
I went to church
The Sunday mass
Inertia
I washed my hands
I'm just a man
Inertia in dreams
Is this essential to my course
Is it a monastery for faults
I don′t hear anybody calling me
I never heard a sound drop
Is this essential to my course
Is it a monastery for faults
